anatolia
The Psycho(!)therapist in the House.
anatolia

It's such a relief to read your perspective, and to see that so many folks seem to agree with it. I feel the same. If I distribute money, it's not my damn business how it's used. I'm also a harm-reductionist so I believe giving money can offset other potentially harmful ways of acquiring it. Anyways, nice comment!

Ha, yeah. I was actually on my way to a bar last time someone said that to me.

I feel the same way. If a person asks me for my change, I will give it to them, no justifications on their part necessary. If a bottle of booze is what you need to get you through the day, then fly at 'er, friend.

a couple years back we were really broke. I took my engagement ring to a pawn shop and was offered about $1000 for it. We bought it for $5000. What is the point of selling assets for little to no money? I sobbed like a baby right in the shop and left with my ring. Things got better but I'll never, ever forget how

Asperger's is not a mental illness.

Having come in contact with misogyny, while in non-violent forms, it still strikes me as an inability to empathize; which would characterize it as a symptom of antisocial personality disorder. I didn't run my observations by a professional, of course; but perhaps it's worth talking about it from this angle.

Meh, my brother and I were raised very strictly and we both still eat healthy. When you're used to eating real food and then you eat crap you feel the effects in your body and don't want it as much. I'm not saying they're going to be macrobiotic, but I doubt they start eating fast food all the time.

I actually do regret having them and it feels horrible to admit, especially when no one else in my world has ever admitted it to me. I will say this, though: my oldest will be 15 in a couple of weeks and man, he is actually a pleasure to be around. As in, I genuinely enjoy his company and don't in any way feel like

Will someone please explain to me how first date sex even happens? In the context of that being your first time even meeting a person (as opposed to someone you've hung out with before but only gone out on a date with once). I've been on some first dates recently and even if I had intense pants-feels for any of them

People seem to lack any amount of self control and/or common sense. A whole lotta crazy out there these days!

Thank you, molly! I think it's mean too. We are too broke to consider a hot vacation and I want to cry when I see this stuff. Add to it that bus routes have been changed in my neighbourhood so now I have to walk an extra KM to get home in my dressy work clothes and FREEZE MY ASS off in the process. I am starting

I suggest buying a voodoo doll and pins.

I also contracted whooping cough from the vaccine. As a 2 year old, it really messed me around, and it's left me with really crap lungs.

If she's the same age as me (born in the 70s in the UK) then the only one she could have avoided completely if she'd had the routine vaccinations is measles - and I don't think she is claiming that she had polio, which makes her bloody lucky.

MMR was introduced as routine back in 1988. In the 70s you had polio,

This controversy is so disappointing to me because XO is the only song I really like from the whole CD, and I am obsessed with it. Every once in a while one of her songs grabs me by the back of the neck and demands that I listen to it ALL THE TIME, and this is one of those songs.

"Fixed?" You're kidding, right?

There are some problematic things about this album...(off the top of my head)

For me it's not reluctance; I just can't physically handle it. I have tried with my fingers to masturbate and with applicator-less tampons. I didn't even think it would be a big deal until I tried to do it. I was horribly freaked out; I nearly had a panic attack the first time I put my fingers in my own body. I

I remember learning about female condoms in my health class's unit on sex ed, and I remember thinking, "Well, that's never going to happen." I can't even use ob tampons because the idea of shoving anything into my own body freaks me out so viscerally.

I have hyper-critical relatives. My mom once reacted to the news that I hadn't gotten a super cool reach job by saying "Oh. Was it your hair?" At one point in my life, I would use their voices and the things they had said or *might possibly say* to drown out my own "Hey, it's no problem..." voice, which wasn't helpful